Nonchalant

A fork in the road, I rode the Dragon (again)

Sometimes it is not quite so obvious but life is full of forks

To quote Yogi Berra, when you come to a fork in the road, take it!

Wandering is good for the soul.  Some of my best discoveries have been as a result of taking the road less traveled.  Where does that road go?  GPS is for right brained and lazy minds.

On the other hand, I have also been caught in the dark on narrow roads.

Another motorcycle story.  One of the dangers of riding alone is that you are completely free to make mistakes.

I took a trip out to see my son in the Marine Corp in NC.  Not too far out of the way are the Smokey Mountains.    There is a famous road called the Dragon not far from the park  Highway 129.  Look it up.  A Mecca for motorcyclists and car enthusiast. 

So I ride down from Cincinnati.  I get to the Pigeon Forge.  Traffic is backed up on a Thursday in the spring.  I employ my internal compass take  a right which leads to a highway which leads to the Foothills Parkway.  Dodging some rain but stayed dry.

Sometimes I impress myself when my plan actually works and I found the highway, the Foothills Parkway, and the Dragon. 

I had it to myself on a Thursday night just before sunset.  Life is good.


I then started looking for a place to rest my head.  2.5 hour later, a wrong turn up a two lane mountain road in the dark, I finally found a place.  Not exactly as planned.